100 lyrics for "No more, what for"

No more, I just can't live here No more, I can't take it, can't take it No more, what do we stand for When we all live in fear I can't stop the rain But I can stop the tears Oh I can fight the fire But I can't fight the fear Give me reason to stay here
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And what you've seen isn't there anymore Just like it has before Now we can say that nothing's lost and only change brings round the prophecy Where now it's melting, the solid frost was once a veil on greener landscapes we would see Beneath my surface
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Cause I'm gonna dance like I've got no regrets Gonna make a night I won't forget I'm hanging on a razor's edge The edge, the edge Give me, give me one more night We goin' til we die We make it stupid hot Show 'em what we got Give me one more night
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But your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore They're already overcrowded from your dirty little war Now Jesus don't like killin', no matter what the reason's for And your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore While digesting Reader's
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It's got to get better in a little while. Don't you know what's wrong with me? I'm seeing things I don't want to see. Sniffing things that ain't no good for me. I'm going down fast, won't you say a prayer for me? The sun's got to shine on my guitar
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Let down your guard And show me your colors Don't fight it anymore Show me you're with me Open your arms I'm not like the others So don't fight it anymore no What will it take for me to make you see? I'm not your enemy
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Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do
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I’m a love, love hungry man 'Cause I’m a love You're the one I’ve waited for I need your love More and more I don't know what your name is I don't know what your game is I wanna take you tonight
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I am cursed I sew my eyes shut just to sleep. We're caught in all the webs we weave No sonnet for the recently deceased. They lie awake just to hear you scream Now what have I become? It's more black in my heart. Than the ice in your lungs. Hail elegance
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